Can't wait to fail. Can't wait to quit. Can't wait to give up on any change of greatness. Where is the game? Where is the brick? Where is the shred of
Can?t wait to fail. Can?t wait to quit. Can?t wait to give up on any change of greatness. Where is the game? Where is the brick? Where is the shred
Vertaling: Siek van dit alles. Kan nie wag om te stop.
say it In front of y'all and I don't gotta be false or sugarcoated at all I just get on the mic and spit it And whether you like to admit it, I just
soul, can't play tennis And it's hard to bowl You can't even do the splits now, say it Better call it quits now, now I'm sick of all this dancin' anyhow
bitch, you hoes ain't Bone I hope you realize that you ain't Bone You ain't Bone Why don't you realize that you ain't Bone? Nigga, you ain't Bone Ring
's all a nigga know Throw yo' elbows, I'm sicker than I suppose Hoes unchosen, 'cuz my jewelry froze You know how it goes, these young niggaz don't want it
, that's all a nigga know Throw yo' elbows, I'm sicker than I suppose Hoes unchose, cuz my jewelry froze You know how it goes, these young nigga don't want it
And I ain't quite there yet but I'm gettin' better at it. Matter of fact, Lemme tell it to you one mo' again All I got to do is tell da girl who I am
hot spot Pushing slugs just to make it I'm in the game and it's real and a nigga can't fake it I know it's sad what I'm doing And I don't give a fuck
can't resist, the mc mc mc thing That too too too too too short thing Beyotch, I don't stop Never ever ever will smoke that rock Beyotch, I don't quit
thought I didn't care enough I missed your second birthday and it teared me up To lose you, before I wasn't scared enough Or I wouldn't be locked up
a lot of dick Boy-girl groups make me sick And I can't wait 'til I catch all you fagots in public I'ma love it Vanilla Ice don't like me, said some
never seen such a sick puppy Fuck, it a sick duck, I want my duck sick mommy And my nuts licked, gobble them up tric, yummy Bitch, you don't fuckin'
a lot of dick Boy/girl groups make me sick And I can't wait 'til I catch all you faggots in public I'ma love it Vanilla Ice don't like me Said some
sick Quick with it for every lyric spit it There are 6 critics who wait, for me to slip with it So quit this dynamite stick, bury the wick It's gonna
(Chorus) Put it on my wee wee, banana strawberry, pineapple, orange x4 Got a dick as big as a banana, Try to control it but i guess I can't, It too tough
